If I were to die soon: to the person beside my body.
Someone, save the sadness in my eyes
in a small glass bottle.
Fill it up with sea water and give it a kiss once in a while.

For my lips. Ask my secret love, whom is a secret to me,
to kiss their finger, and place it upon my lips.

Find my heart, it's in there somewhere, and deliver all the sorry notes, the thank you's and I love you's.

For my nails, I beg of you, please make sure they're neatly groomed for my funeral.

For my burial attire. I would like to wear a dress, in the colours of the forrest if possible. I have yet to wear any, and I'd love to try it.
And on my canoe, on which I will sink, down down, untill no light remains, and my body is gone, please engrave the initials of all who wish to donate a piece of themselves.
I do not fancy being alone for eternity.
This is how I wish to go.
And thank ypu to the lovers, and ones I loved.

Thank you to the agony, and darkness.
Thank you to the laughter, and light.
...
without you, I would not have been me.